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Chapter 9
any, already smitten,  o die: some died at tly and quickly, ture of the malady forbidding delay.

    ant of Los frequent visitor; eamed al smells, tille striving vainly to overcome tality, t brigiful  of doors. Its garden, too, gloall as trees, lilies ulips and roses tle beds  and crimson double daisies; tbriars gave out, morning and evening, t of spice and apples; and t treasures  of tes of Lo to furniso put in a coffin.

    But I, and t ies of t us ramble in till nig  oo. Mr. Brockle and ters  scrutinised into; tion; ron at ton Dispensary, unused to tive liberality. Besides, to feed; t little; our breakfast-basins ter filled; o prepare a regular dinner,  , and dined sumptuously.

    My favourite seat one, rising o be got at by er; a feat I accomplis. tone  broad enougo accommodate, comfortably, anot t time my c personage, ook pleasure in, partly because sty and original, and partly because s me at my ease. Some years older tell me many to y found gratification: to my faults also surn for narrative, I for analysis; so inform, I to question; so  on sogetertainment, if not muc, from our mutual intercourse.

    And  days of liberty ten o ired of y? Surely tioned o my first acquaintance: sell me amusing stories, and reciprocate any racy and pungent gossip I co indulge in; o give taste of far hings.

    true, reader; and I kne tive being, s and fes, yet I never tired of o ciment of attac, as strong, tender, and respectful as any t ever animated my .  be ot all time
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